IT’S DECORATIVE GOURD SEASON, MOTHERFUCKERS by COLIN NISSAN
I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to get my hands on some fucking gourds and arrange them in a horn-shaped basket on my dining room table. That shit is going to look so seasonal. I’m about to head up to the attic right now to find that wicker fucker, dust it off, and jam it with an insanely ornate assortment of shellacked vegetables. When my guests come over it’s gonna be like, BLAMMO! Check out my shellacked decorative vegetables, assholes. Guess what season it is—fucking fall. There’s a nip in the air and my house is full of mutant fucking squash…….For now, all I plan to do is to throw on a flannel shirt, some tattered overalls, and a floppy fucking hat and stand in the middle of a cornfield for a few days. The first crow that tries to land on me is going to get his avian ass bitch-slapped all the way back to summer.
Welcome to autumn, fuckheads!
@mcswys Pumpkin Patch
I AM TROY.
The flames surrounding me
I cannot see
thru this fire
burning/incinerating
all the good I have.
Thru the fire
i cannot see
i cannot feel
i cannot appreciate
anything or anyone
eviscerated
i tear the melting skin
off every face.
Thru the fire
i cannot look at the beauty
i cannot feel your hand in mine
i cannot enjoy any goodness
nothing or no one
consumed by the heat
i rip another limb off
slipping on the bloody floor.
Thru the fire
upon shards of glass
gralloched
exenterated
nothing remains inside
gutted to my core
the flames consume
every last bit of me.
I AM TROY. #poetry #characterdesign #poetryofinstagram #burning #constipated #GetItOut Troy, Turkey
I AM TROY.
The flames surrounding me
I cannot see
thru this fire
burning/incinerating
all the good I have.
Thru the fire
i cannot see
i cannot feel
i cannot appreciate
anything or anyone
eviscerated
i tear the melting skin
off every face.
Thru the fire
i cannot look at the beauty
i cannot feel your hand in mine
i cannot enjoy any goodness
nothing or no one
consumed by the heat
i rip another limb off
slipping on the bloody floor.
Thru the fire
upon shards of glass
gralloched
exenterated
nothing remains inside
gutted to my core
the flames consume
every last bit of me.
I AM TROY. #poetry #characterdesign #poetryofinstagram #burning #constipated #GetItOut Troy, Turkey
I AM TROY.
The flames surrounding me
I cannot see
thru this fire
burning/incinerating
all the good I have.
Thru the fire
i cannot see
i cannot feel
i cannot appreciate
anything or anyone
eviscerated
i tear the melting skin
off every face.
Thru the fire
i cannot look at the beauty
i cannot feel your hand in mine
i cannot enjoy any goodness
nothing or no one
consumed by the heat
i rip another limb off
slipping on the bloody floor.
Thru the fire
upon shards of glass
gralloched
exenterated
nothing remains inside
gutted to my core
the flames consume
every last bit of me.
I AM TROY. #poetry #characterdesign #poetryofinstagram #burning #constipated #GetItOut Troy, Turkey
I AM TROY.
The flames surrounding me
I cannot see
thru this fire
burning/incinerating
all the good I have.
Thru the fire
i cannot see
i cannot feel
i cannot appreciate
anything or anyone
eviscerated
i tear the melting skin
off every face.
Thru the fire
i cannot look at the beauty
i cannot feel your hand in mine
i cannot enjoy any goodness
nothing or no one
consumed by the heat
i rip another limb off
slipping on the bloody floor.
Thru the fire
upon shards of glass
gralloched
exenterated
nothing remains inside
gutted to my core
the flames consume
every last bit of me.
I AM TROY. #poetry #characterdesign #poetryofinstagram #burning #constipated #GetItOut Troy, Turkey
Woke up in layers
dark/heavy/thick wool
keeping me down
fetal positioned
hopes/beliefs
under me not in me
my morning ups and at’ems
now a down and outs’em
back seized/knee out
plodding towards the ineffable
a slow crawl
to remove these layers.
Deeply acquainted
with human mortality
with my shortcomings
thanks to grief.
The lack of opportunities
the first greatcoat-
stitched with threads of anger.
The frustrations
the wool suit underneath-
with seams of doubt.
The sadness an opaque shirt.
Each slowly peeled away
-these belligerent emotions-
leaving me naked
and able to see
the hope/the beauty
of this world….
#Poertyoga #poetryofinstagram #yoga
“Fleck off
that treble wanger!” Modiste
Squeezing it out
during a lunch break on location.
Pinching off
some poetry read.
One take. One attempt.
Many chipmunks.
“He loved her and she loved him.
His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
He had no other appetite
She bit him she gnawed him she sucked
She wanted him complete inside her
Safe and sure forever and ever
Their little cries fluttered into the curtains
Her eyes wanted nothing to get away
Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his elbows
He gripped her hard so that life
Should not drag her from that moment
He wanted all future to cease
He wanted to topple with his arms round her
…
In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs
In their dreams their brains took each other hostage
In the morning they wore each other’s face” (I incorrectly said faces….it happens…apologies!)
🎶Music to accompany- @danmanganmusic new single “YOU KNOW IT.”🎶
#poetry #outhouse #DropOneOff #tedhughes Outhouse
I wish I could more
it’s all I have wanted
blue in the face waiting
I create something
to satiate its passion.
“And who by fire, who by water
Who in the sunshine, who in the night time
Who by high ordeal, who by common trial
Who in your merry merry month of may
Who by very slow decay
And who shall I say is calling?
And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate
Who in these realms of love, who by something blunt
Who by avalanche, who by powder
Who for his greed, who for his hunger
And who shall I say is calling?
And who by brave assent, who by accident
Who in solitude, who in this mirror
Who by his lady’s command, who by his own hand
Who in mortal chains, who in power
And who shall I say is calling?” #leonardcohen @pjharveyofficial @badsisterstv Westmount, Quebec
I like to pee sitting down
I like to fart in a crowded elevator
I like starfish AND coffee
I like maple syrup AND jam
I like setting my mind free
I like singing badly with passion
I like you
I like me
I like everything that makes us different
I like feeling good
I like feeling bad
I like to laugh
I like to cry
I like to just BE. #bath @elviscostello Temple of Hephaestus
“Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we personally are needed…But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late…What are we doing here, that is the question. And we are blessed in this, that we happen to know the answer. Yes, in the immense confusion one thing alone is clear. We are waiting for Godot to come…”
#samuelbeckett #waitingforgodot GODOT
A family seeks revenge after a tragic injury on a kid’s game show in “Ozzy’s Dungeon”
Directed by yours truly
@Shudder’s #VHS99 is just four days away!
Forced buddhism –
Pains of the past
+
unknowns of the future
=
FORCED BUDDHISM.
Backed into a corner
+
surviving
=
FORCED BUDDHISM
Given words to act
+
no choice of the chosen
=
FORCED BUDDHISM.
Chosen paths/wanted paths
past happened/future happenings
wants/needs
as it was/as it is
tomato/tomatoe
Squeezed into the spandex of “IS”
we are forced to make that choice.
Not always ideal.
Not always what we want.
Plop. Plop. Fizz. Fizz.
Ohhhh what a relief it is…..
#whatever #share #ontario PLUTO
“…for you to see his work in episode 8. He really did us a massive favor and is a big reason this is one of my favorite episodes of the season. We loved his creativity, his attitude and sense of humor. He’s a joy to have on set. Hope you get the chance to work with him – it’d be your lucky day. New eps Friday on @amazonfreevee “
From our first meeting in a NYC acting class 20 years-ish ago, I have always admired (and wanted to emulate) @garretdillahunt ‘s career – the variety of roles/projects is admirable! The fact that he is a LOVE of a human and has the generosity/kindness to say such lovely things is further testament to how wonderful he is! Now GO CHECK OUT #SPRUNG on @amazonfreevee !! @marthaplimpton and company slayed it! SOOOO FUNNY!! #GregGarcia
Francis Russell “Frank” O’Hara (March 27, 1926 – July 25, 1966) was an American writer, poet, and art critic. A curator at the Museum of Modern Art, O’Hara became prominent in New York City’s art world. O’Hara is regarded as a leading figure in the New York School, an informal group of artists, writers, and musicians who drew inspiration from jazz, surrealism, abstract expressionism, action painting, and contemporary avant-garde art movements.
“MyHeart” because I ain’t gettin’ other opportunities and I’m fuckin’ sick of pretending otherwise!!!! #WhatElseToDo #WhatElseToSay #ItCertainlyAint’tWhatYouFuckin’Think!
Taken off the page
not handed the book
nothing given
have to wait
waiting
having waited.
Proceeding on my own
I’d pass out
if I held my breath
on you;
knock my knoggin
or, frustrated,
a fist thru a wall
lacking all tools
the know how
but not the drive
to create
to grab those words
by the horns. #poetry #bookstagram #sarahhallburntcoat #thewylieagency @faberbooks Cumbria Lake District, Northern England
UNBELIEVABLE FUCKING WEEK topped with an UNBELIEVABLE FUCKING DAY! Thank you to Ryan, Sherri, Drew, Charlie, Dan and James for bringing us all together on this beautiful film!!! Wonderful crew and cast and locals oh my!! Maine…you are fackin’ beautiful! #maine #lobster #indie #ghost #trap
How it gets made
How it remains…
“But if the while I think on thee,dear friend,
all losses are restored and sorrows end.” #friends #shakespeare #emancipationmovie Dulan’s Soul Food Kitchen
Bark loudly
up the wrong monkey tree!
Lick off
more than you chew!
Close your eyes
then take a flying leap!
Go fast and hard
to finish that race!
Take that cake
and shove it in your piehole!
Grab that book
and tear off its cover!
Take the wheels
off every bandwagon!
Be that storm in the teacup, be the prevention AND its cure, be the calm AND the storm, be the horse to neigh out of tune and fart into the wind!
Jumping on a pogo stick
in a pool full of lavender sauce
scream it loud/proud
with all u got….
TELL THOSE THAT INSPIRE YOU
THAT THEY DO!!
LOVE THOSE YOU LOVE
WITH DAILY FERVOR!! #music #inspire #love @amylandthesniffers ❤️❤️❤️ OGG & THE SNIFFETS Primavera Sound L.A.
I work so hard
to do what I do
when I do it.
I work so hard
to live it all to the fullest.
I work so hard
to procure work.
I work so hard
to be kind/courteous/grateful.
I work so hard
to find that balance
between
dreams/hopes and grateful/appreciation.
I work so hard
I work so har
I work so ha
I work so h
I work so
I work s
I work
I wor
I wo
I w
I.
WILL YOU?!
#WorkEthic
#TakePrideInALLuDo #SubmissionsWelcome Here There Everywhere
Grateful to be a part of this epic and stunning film!! Captain our captain @joeymcfarland brought together an amazing group…friends to this day that inspire and fill me with love/laughter! Cannot wait for the world to get to experience this powerful story!! @antoinefuqua @billcollage @appletv @emancipationmovie #robertrichardson #cinematographer
OGGISONFIRE set list 11/1/22
•For the Love of You All
•Fart on a Foot
•Committed to the Passion
•Somatic Healing
•Avec beaucoup soleil
•Aging Hoatzins
•This is Here and Now and Cherished
•Locked in the Trunk of a Car
•I Got To Tell You Thank You So Much
(I Love You) Utrecht, Netherlands
PERIWINKLE PATELLAS:
-kodokushi
-threads of rage
-seams of doubt
-desires to believe
-longings for meaning
-plodding towards the ineffable
-held one step before knowing
-belligerent dogmatism of today
-the predicament of an imperilled life
-his munificence made me different
-feral energy
-somatic healing
-a bounty of competing ideas
-a thrillingly disruptive/confronting energy
-to have done something of value
-some utility to others
-a force making/helping people get better
-lustre parfait.
“My creative life was an attempt to articulate an almost palpable state of loss that had laid claim to my life.” NICK CAVE PAPER BAGS
To operate by way of suggestion;
isolation/gratitude/pain.
Grasping at the radiantly
obvious thing
with urgency/unsteadiness;
the wounded openness
reflecting the struggle.
Tiny jewels shaped
by calloused/broken fingers.
Written as if nothing to lose
it wins everything.
An invocation of Baudelaire;
Les Fleurs du mal
since I seek for the black,
the blank, I bare! #franzwright #baudelaire #poetry #prose #davidsylvian #kindertotenwald #thewall Montparnasse
Burned down
ashes to ashes to ashes
arson•lightning strike•open flame.
Something remains
a beam•a foundation•a memory
rebuild to rebuilding to rebuilt.
Not always better than
ideally built upon
all that was
to rise stronger
to rise better
to restore. #sunrise #Irise #YouRise #WeAllRiseForSunrise #maine MAINE